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Category Archives: Memoir
Moments that change us
Something happened last week, which made me refer back to the diary I kept when Dan and I were living in Denmark, WA. It was the end of February, 2011. Dan’s mum was staying. I wrote that I was going … Continue reading
Posted in History, Memoir
Tagged Falmouth, Father, Gabriela Blandy, History, how to write, Humphry Davy, Memoir, Penzance, Sailing, Writing, writing advice
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Honesty, and how we might write
My thoughtful readers and all the pioneer bloggers out there have brought my attention to something. Firstly, the draw of honesty, and secondly, how we might write. Perhaps, they are the same thing. So far, my writing journey has lasted nine … Continue reading
Posted in Essay, Fiction, Memoir
Tagged advice, breathing, Creative writing, drama school, fear, Fiction, Gabriela Blandy, honesty, how to write, short story, Writing process
21 Comments
Between two people
There are five or six girls, sitting on a bench in Christchurch meadow with notebooks on their laps. On the lawns behind are larger groups of students, in the city for the summer. Backpacks lie flung on the grass. I … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Memoir
Tagged Australia, Autobiography, Fiction, Gabriela Blandy, Holiday Romance, how to write, Love, Memoir, Process, Students, writing advice
16 Comments
Exposure
During the rehearsals of a pantomime in a Scottish town, an infant is needed for the Spirit of the Mustard-pot. Ellen Terry’s father offers her services. He has acted both at Edinburgh and Glasgow, throughout the 1820s and 30s, and … Continue reading
Posted in History, Memoir
Tagged Acting, Ellen Terry, J B Priestly, Julia Margaret Cameron, Mostly Jazz Funk and Soul Festival, Photography
9 Comments
Things that make us stand out
When John first sees Ruta Meilutyte swim, he thinks her breaststroke tidy enough for her to be one of the best swimmers in the world one day. She is a rangy, blond-haired twelve-year old, but there is something in the … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Memoir
Tagged Autobiography, Fiction, Olympics, Ruta Meilutyte, Sport, Swimming, Writing
5 Comments
Swimming in lakes
The waitress must have been sitting on a small stool behind the counter because when I left my table to find the toilet, I only saw her head between polished yellow cups, a napkin dispenser, the small hand-painted bowl with … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Memoir
Tagged Autobiography, Lake, Stanton St John, Swans, Swimming, Writer's block
7 Comments
Not all those who wander are lost
‘Are you writing a novel?’ I turn to the table next to me where two young men are sitting – one in a grey suit, the other in a crumpled shirt, jacket slung over the back of his chair. It’s … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, History, Memoir
Tagged Autobiography, British Library, Fiction, History, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Sir Humphry Davy, Writing
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Gabriela Blandy - The sense of a journey 